Moments For Granted - Poem by Wendelin Weird
Are you up early, before the sun rises?
Do you too wake up just in time to witness this breathtaking beauty?
So quickly the orange glow fills the sky-
A luminous yellow orb in the center of the semicircle of light
Chasing away the deepness of the night sky
Replacing the abundance of stars with fluffy clouds-
Tinted orange and a delicate pink from the gleam of the early horizon
Did you watch as this light, a form of hope in its purest state?
Flooded the endless expansion of soft blue sky?
Did you hear the musical chirping of birds-
Floating among the tops of trees-
Filled with the morning glare?
And did you feel it in your soul, how this daily phenomenon portrays life?
And have you too marveled at the scene of a brand-new day?
And do you no longer take these moments for granted?
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